The Dungeon

You awake to find yourself in a jail cell of some kind, no light except the soft glow of a nearby torch on the outside of some metal bars. Whilst straining your eyes to adjust to the level of minimal light the fire provides, you manouvre into a sitting position, finding that you were led down on a cot with a matress the only form of comfort.

Sitting there in silence for a moment to let the severity of just where abouts you've woken up in settle in, you take further note of your surroundings, finding that your not alone in the room.

The other occupants in the room, being that of a skeleton and a recently deceased, recently you guess from the smell and lack of any sign of rot or decay, giant rat. About the size of a large dog. About half your own size.

Thinking about the size of the Rat corpse makes you look down at yourself, realising you dont know who you are at all.